The Book of the Prophet Isaiah 15 Foretelling the Ruin of Moab

 The Book of the Prophet Isaiah 15

Foretelling the Ruin of Moab

1 The Burden of Moab. Surely in one night Ar of Moab was destroyed, and was destroyed; surely in one night Kir of Moab was destroyed, and was destroyed.

2 He goes up to Bajith and Dibon, to the high places, weeping; for Nebo and for Medeba Moab will howl; every head will be bald, and every beard will be shaved.

3 They gird themselves with sackcloth in their streets, on their rooftops, and in their squares everyone howls, and weeps bitterly.

4 Heshbon and Elealeh cry out; their voice is heard even to Jahaz; therefore the armed men of Moab cry out; their soul trembles within them. 

5 My heart cries out for Moab; its nobles have fled to Zoar like a three-year-old heifer, because they weep at the ascent of Luhith, because on the way to Horonaim they take up a mournful wail.

6 For the waters of Nimrim will be a desolation; for the hay has dried up, the grass has languished, and there is no green thing.

7 Therefore they will carry away the abundance that they gathered and what they stored away to the brook of willows.

8 For the weeping will go all around the borders of Moab; its cry will reach even to Eglaim, and its roaring will reach even to Beerelim.

9 For the waters of Dimon are full of blood; therefore I will add more to Dimon: lions against those who escape from Moab, and against the remnants of the land.